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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 18:47:00 GMT -5
(Wolf is holding Liz close to him as the chopper descends. She's sprawled out on the seat next to him, and her head is cradeled in his arms. As the chopper comes to a rest, Wolf changes back to his human form. He gently holds his pose, as his wounds have just closed up. As he carries the teleporter out of the chopper, Smith comes up to great them.)
Smith: That's her?
Wolf: Yeah, this is her.
Smith: Well, she doesn't look that great. Get her to the infirmary and get her all patched up.
Wolf: With all due respect sir, I've already seen to that.
(Smith looks at him suspiciously and nods. Wolf remembers that Smith still thinks he's under the serum's control. He hopes that Smith doesn't notice the missing watch and question him about it.)
Smith: Second looks never hurt anyone.
(Wolf reluctantly hands the teleporter over to a pair of soldiers and sneaks a glance at her. He wants to be with her, but he isn't prepared to blow his cover. Not yet.)
Smith: Snipez, there's someone I want you to meet. He's an independent recruit who also shares your unholy curse. His name is Radar, and you should talk with him.
(Wolf nods and walks with Agent Thomas to go meet Radar. He steals one more glance at the girl and then proceeds on.)
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 19:08:50 GMT -5
(A few hours later, Liz wakes up in an underground infirmary. She opens her eyes and looks around. She calls out to one of the people who are in the room.)
Liz: Vhere am I?
(The man turns around.)
Man: You are where you are needed mutie. Smith will be glad to hear that his little Oracle will be fine.
(Liz narrows her eyes in confusement. The creature must have taken her back to the base and told everyone that she was Christina.)
Liz: Vell you can tell him zat his "Little Oracle" vill not be glad to see him.
Man: You're not going to have much of a chose. As soon as that Snipez gets back here, we can all have a little briefing.
Liz: Go to hell.
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 19:22:49 GMT -5
(Wolf finishes sewing himself up and throws away a bundle of blood-stained gauze. He's tired and dried up blood covers his sides, back, and nose. But he grabs a syringe of adrenaline and injects himself. He's not ready to pass out, not yet at least. Radar comes in.
He's about thirty and has dark brown hair. He wears black shades to show that he's blind. But dispite that, he walks with no cane, as if he could see everything plainly. A pale scar runs from his ear to the bridge of his nose. He's only about five feet seven inches, if Wolf had to guess. He's dressed in long camo pants and an A-shirt. He gazes down at Wolf.)
Radar: And I thought I would be the only mutant who wanted them all dead.
(Wolf snarls dispite the fact that he's in his human form.)
Wolf: Smith ready to begin with our friend Oracle?
Radar: Yup. So, hurry your tail up.
(Radar walks away, and Wolf sighs. He's tender, but he wants to see if the teleporter is all right. He gets up at the thought of her and slides into a marine jacket. As he leaves the infirmary wing of the base, he touches his nose and gently massages his sliced up nose.)
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 19:27:07 GMT -5
(Liz sit up two men come into the room.)
Liz: Great. More happy people to see me.
(Her eyes narrow at them. She tenderly scoots herself as far away from them as she can. As far as she knows, they've come to hurt her.)
Liz: Vas do you vant vith me now? Haven't you people done enough to me today?
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 19:35:15 GMT -5
(Snipez turns to Matthews.)
Snipez: Give us a second will ya.
(Matthews turns and walks out of the room, but not before glaring at the teleporter. Snipez waits till he's outside, and then grabs a chair and places it near the female mutant. He sits in it, and gives her a quick smile.)
Snipez: Well, I think once again, you won. I'm beginning to give up any hope of ever beating you.
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 19:42:02 GMT -5
(Liz's sage eyes brighten up a little. She reaches out and lightly touches the gash on his nose.)
Liz: I am glad to see zat you are ok. Oh here.
(She moves her hand up to touch his temple. She speaks to his mind.)
Liz: Mien real name ist Elizabeth, but call me Liz.
(She removes the hand.)
Liz: Vas are zey going to do to me?
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 19:49:17 GMT -5
(Snipez takes her hand is his own, and he can't really tell, but she looks like she is blushing. He releases it to help calm the atmosphere. He stands and goes over to a bare wall. He jumps up and slashes at what appears to be nothing, but sparks fly and a camera appears out of nowhere in the corner of the room. He comes back to sit across from her.)
Snipez: I have no idea. But don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. I have your swords somewhere safe, and I can get them to you. If worst comes to worst, then you'll have to fight your way outta here, and I can offer assistance. But I'm not leaving until Smith pays for what he's done to me.
I guess the plan is that you pretend to be Oracle, until your friends arrive.
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 19:54:12 GMT -5
(Liz nods her dark head and crosses herself in silent prayer. She locks her lightly-lifeless sage eyes onto his.)
Liz: Danke. Es means a lot to me. I hope zat ve can both get out of here alive.
(She reaches out and pats his hand that is resting on the bed. She then nods at the door.)
Liz: Who ist zat who valked in here vith you?
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 19:59:26 GMT -5
Wolf: His name is Matthews Johnson. He's a mutant who hates that he's a mutant. I don't like him too much. Too suspicious. Anyway, how are you holding up?
(A grin crosses his face.)
Wolf: Hope I didn't get too much slobber on you when I bit you. But I feared that you were gonna end up like my mentor. And I couldn't allow that to happen.
So Liz, my name is Chaze. But my very unoriginal nickname is Wolf. Go figure.
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 20:44:51 GMT -5
Vas happened to your mentor? Und vhy ver you vorried about me. Chaze you have never truely know me. Vhy?
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 20:56:24 GMT -5
Wolf: I can't help it. Besides my mentor--Victor Creed--I haven't exactly had that much contact with humans or mutants. I've been a recluse for most of my life, but I'm no fool. I don't know. I guess if I find someone who strikes me as truly interesting, I don't want to let them go. Metaphorically speaking of course.
So, what about you? Where are you from and what is that exquisite accent anyway?
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 21:13:32 GMT -5
(Liz smiles.)
Liz: I am from Germany. I have been here, in U.S., for about zree years. I do...
(She tilts her head to one side.)
Liz: You find me interesting?
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 21:17:35 GMT -5
Wolf: Well...you know....I.....
(Wolf bows his head so she won't see his embaressment. Technically, he's never even talked to a girl before, which he figures makes him a loser of colossal proportion, but he isn't about to admit that to her. He picks up his head again.)
Wolf: Sorry, my wounds hurt. But...yeah...I guess I do find you interesting. Germany huh. Is it nice?
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Post by Nightcat on Apr 12, 2007 21:21:09 GMT -5
Liz: I am sorry I am ze cause of your pain.
(Liz laughs at his awkardness.)
Liz: Ja... vat I saw of es vas nice...
(She looks away remembering all that happened to her.)
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Post by Wolf on Apr 12, 2007 21:26:16 GMT -5
(Wolf frowns at her apparent discomfort. He doesn't know a lot about creating great friendships, but he figures compassion should be included.)
Wolf: Oh, sorry, if that brings up some unwanted memories. So, that's a nice name Elizabeth. I don't think I've even known anybody named Elizabeth. Of course, I know about a handful of people so.....
(He waits to see if his joke was well recieved.)
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